Isaac Watts

To prevent and suppress rising resentment is wise and glorious, is manly and divine.

And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return.

Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, Over the hills where spices grow.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 't is their nature too.

Earth, thou great footstool of our God, who reigns on high; thou fruitful source of all our raiment, life, and food; our house, our parent, and our nurse.

Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber! Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head.

And he that does one fault at first And lies to hide it, makes it two.

Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul: The mind 's the standard of the man.

For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high.